Somebody told me you were leavin’ 
I didn’t know 

A certain doe-eye brunette woman which her hair tied in pony tail, wearing a plain white shirt under her beige trench coat, her favorite ripped tight jeans folded showing her ankle bones wearing a pair of white lace up beige leather shoes. As the ding sound of elevator reaching the 22th floor where their unit is, she started to walk out of the elevator and walk briskly towards their unit, 2207

Typing the passcode of their automated door, 3018. It is their birth date combination. The brunette slightly curls her lips upwards, and as soon as the door clicked and opened, a dimmed accent lights penetrates through her vision, and it is slightly dark, checking her wrist watch indicates 11:54pm. She came from her work, she glances around checking if her fiancé still awakes and she didn’t see anyone to their contemporary styled condominium unit.

So she continued to walk in removing her shoes and carefully closed the door without making any sound, opening the main lights and walking through their bedroom and the door slight open, she heard her fiancé's sweet angelic voice that she really loves, and she holds the door knob ready to open

“I will leave by next week.” That made her stopped her tracks and she felt her heart clenched, l-leaving? She tightens the hold in the door knob until her fist turned white, leaving unnoticed. She didn’t expect that this will come to this.

“No, I will not tell her.” 

Somebody told me you’re unhappy 
But it doesn’t show 

She didn’t aware that she was this suffering through their relationship. They were used to be perfect couple that their friends envied. They used to be sweet, inseparable. But as she heard her fiancé’s serious yet very fragile tone through her sweet angelic voice, her heart sunk. They are in a relationship for 7 years and they are 9 months engaged. She thought that she was happy, she saw though her eyes before that she was happy but she was wrong. That was a lie. Then she let go the door knob and clenched her bag and walks to the couch, she felt her strength literally drained and didn’t noticed that she was now sitting on the carpeted floor of their unit, automatically hugged her knees and bury her face to it.

Somebody told me that you don’t want me no more 
So you’re walkin’ out the door 

Since that night, she just stayed quiet and acted normal in front of her fiancé. She is cooking for their breakfast. Like the usual, slightly startled as she heard that the door opened,

“Yoong?” she stopped and subconsciously gripped the spoon that she is holding and she noticed the cracked tone in her voice. She cried. That made her really hurt, but she can’t blame her, it was her fault that she becomes busy to her work, and when they need to celebrate their monthsaries, even her birthday she missed it always, instead of spending time with her fiancé she spends her time to work but it is for their future too, the moment she grabs the opportunity to get this high paying salary work, but her time with her fiancé was stolen. She noticed how their relationship stumbled, slowly drifting apart.

“hm?”

“why I didn’t notice you got home? When you got home? I didn’t notice you, really”

“I was late.” As she slightly paused “and then I didn’t find time to sleep too, so I waited for the time I prepare our breakfast. “ she done cooking the scrambled egg and put on a clean white plate and faces her fiancé, she noticed her swollen eyes, her fiancé’s beautiful golden hair cascading her petite shoulders that she used to kiss, but now she didn’t find time with her. She shouldn't let this happened but she still let it happening now. 

Nobody told me you’ve been cryin’ 
Every night 

She made the woman that she really dear cried, gripping the plate and looking away from her because she can’t take that seeing her like this. It ripped her heart apart, putting and setting up their breakfast. Her fiancé still standing a few meters away from her, unmoved.

Nobody told me you’d been dyin’ 
But didn’t want to fight 

“I see.”

“Sica.” Almost a whisper but her voice filled with longing, she missed her calling her pet name.

“hm?” she heard her hummed, as she noticed that her fiancé is now siting on the chair that she usually sits, in front of her.

“I .. Hm. Good morning.” Inwardly cursing herself for being so stupid, damn that pride.

“Good morning too Yoongie.” Her sweet angelic voice, echoed to her ears, closing her eyes, releases a breath. She looks at her again and she noticed that there is something missing, her ring, the engagement ring in her left finger. Yoona slightly clenched the fork, looking away

Nobody told me that you fell out of love from me 
So I’m settin’ you free 

“Where is your ring?” Then she noticed her fiancé got shocked and she bolted from her sit

“Oh god, I forgot to wear it I’m s-“

“No.” Yoona cuts her and she continues to slice her bread, “It’s fine don’t bother to get it, you can wear that later.” But Yoona can feel a thousand knives piercing